Too Late, Mr. Billionaire: You Can't Afford Me by Thedora Birnir

Chapter 1638:

He felt helpless, uncertain how to ease her pain.

After hesitating, Ernest slipped off his shoes and climbed onto the bed. He wrapped his arms around her, lying beside her with a gentle hold.

Nerves prickled at him.

Even though they had Locke, his memories of that distant night were hazy. The details had faded so much that he could hardly recall anything at all. This was the first time he held her so closely, fully present and aware.

Was he crossing a line by taking advantage of her vulnerability?

His throat tightened with uncertainty, but before doubt could win, Elissa shifted in her sleep and tucked herself closer into his arms.

Her restless tears slowly faded.

A gentle smile crept onto Ernest’s lips. She needed him here. Right now, being there for her meant more than worrying about appearances.

that night,

had

soft bedside lamp still glowed—a small comfort that Ernest had left on

against him. Color rushed to her cheeks. She distinctly remembered him sitting at her side earlier. How had she ended up wrapped

cringe. She tried to

“You’re awake?”

voice broke the

her face burning, she looked

her features. “Your eyes look much better now. Are

a little shy. “No… but

from him as

Sit tight—I’ll have

arm, flustered. “You don’t need to do all that. I can find something for

late, and